You come from far away

looking for a place to stay.

No matter where you go

they say that you can`t stay.



You can`t decide what`s wrong or right,

frustration overcomes the pride.

You only want some sleep,

you only want to spend the night.



It is tragic to hope for magic,

it is tragic, so dramatic.

Yes, it is tragic to hope for magic,

it is tragic, so dramatic.



A stranded stranger masqueraded

noble gestures complimenting.



My sentiment, temptation`s hand,

I know you think you`re clever

since you tell me vivid lies

that I believe and then repeat to feel alright.



It seems like nothing mattered

to you or anyone

until one day it happened...

The silence has begun!